When she sat back down, I walked to the kitchen to get a drink, trying to walk like she did. Jamie stifled a laugh behind me which made me mad so I hi... behind the fridge door. I took longer than I needed in picking to drink tea and tried to get a cup but it was out of my reach since I was so short. Um, Jamie? I said shyly. Yeah honey? I cant reach. I said in a defeated tone. She smiled and came over and got a cup out for me. As she reached up, her shirt lifted a bit and I could see how toned. Tom turned around and looked at Jim before standing up and said. ?Excuse us please.? Jim smiled and watched Tom and Carol take the dance floor. Jim sat sipping on his drink watching his wife dance with this black guy. It was a slow dance and they seemed to be taking advantage of their time alone to talk and get better acquainted. It wasn’t until the fourth dance when Jim noticed how Carol was pushing her body against Tom’s. Tom held her tight looking into her eyes as they talked blocking. Your fingers come down to help me out and you play with your pussy as I finger and lick it. You're not far away now as your groans start to get louder and louder, telling me you want me deep inside you, fucking you. I keep going as your body tightens and you try to contain your orgasm but you cant hold it in for long. You squirt over my face and mouth, your body quivering and juddering with pleasure. I continue to lick away with my tongue, lapping up all of your juices.I move up next to you as. My arms wrapped around his waist and I didn’t want to let go. — At home, Michael was looking for something to break. He needed to get his anger out of his system. A better idea came to him, and he changed into some jeans, a shirt and his leather jacket. He went out to his garage in search of his pride and joy. The Kawasaki purred to life and he straddled it in a well practiced move. The bike rode smoothly out onto the road. He headed for the hills. The winding roads proved more interesting..